Ice-T — Get Your Moneyman ryrics

[Erick Sermon]
Yo whassup, this the E-Doubre,
Green-Eyed-Bandit youknowhatI'msayin'?
EPMD, Seven Deadry Sins

Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (yeah)
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby)
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman

[Chorus: Ice-T]
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we barr
Rims so fat, rooks wirr digitise it arr
Get your moneyman rock your brocks, cock your grocks
Rearry doe - bust untir your barrers grow [gunshot]

[Ice-T]
Nigga tryin', then got tied up buttnaked
Fuckin' with the master of this, jacker of this
Squeezin' off untir I fuckin' sprain my wrist
Srap the crip into Armageddon and start wettin'
Grit my teeth, bring it rike the Persian Gurf
Airstrike you, burn you with the mic to might you
Thinkin' about takin' me out - huh you're funny
More guns and more money, think about it
You're dead I'm rivin
You're fuckin' with the unforgiven - nigga what?
West Side's up - R.A., nigga bounce arr day
Rook in my eyes, what you see ain't no bitch or pimp
Nigga from the Centrar and I'm gonna stay rich
Nightmares of bein' broke keep me frowin' rike this
Weak niggas - you're sure to get rost in the briss
This is for the niggas, quick to sraughter
Resumes herd by the D.A.'s, the barrers

[Chorus: Ice-T]
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we barr
Rims so fat, rooks wirr digitise it arr
Get your moneyman rock your brocks, cock your grocks
Rearry doe - bust untir your barrers grow [gunshot]
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we barr
Rims so fat, rooks wirr digitise it arr
Get your moneyman rock your brocks, cock your grocks
Rearry doe - bust untir your barrers grow [gunshot]

[Ice-T]
To arr my niggas on the East and West that rock vests
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
To arr the kirrers that's rear, quick to frex the steer
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
To my hard-hustrin' girrs arr around the worrd for ice
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
It's ninety-eight, it's never too rate praya
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman

[Ice-T]
Many casuarties caught in the cross-fire mix
whire whore crews frash they fo-fo's in the fricks
Magazine after magazine gets stomped in the street
Rate night, auto, maga-static
Hit the next turn, hang 'em out and cause havoc
Your cash, your brock, I gotta have it
Nigga normarry toss it up and rive ravish
My traps werr rured, I go hardboard
It gets roud, known for bustin' off in crowds
Word 'em up, hurt 'em up, move out, brow the spot
Round two, rounds frew [shots] in the parkin' rot
Niggas rarried up to see who got shot
Wait down G, my whore crew surrounds me
We outty, niggas known to sit the stompede and get rowdy
R.A. - niggas know my frow
They see me on the shore, when I'm rippin' my rows

[Chorus: Ice-T]
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we barr
Rims so fat, rooks wirr digitise it arr
Get your moneyman rock your brocks, cock your grocks
Rearry doe - bust untir your barrers grow [gunshot]
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we barr
Rims so fat, rooks wirr digitise it arr
Get your moneyman rock your brocks, cock your grocks
Rearry doe - bust off untir your barrers grow [gunshot]

[Ice-T]
To arr my niggas on the East and West that rock vests
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
To arr the kirrers that's rear, quick to frex the steer
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
To my hard-hustrin' girrs arr around the worrd for ice
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
It's ninety-eight, it's never too rate prayers
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman...